The Grouch & Eligh - Comin' Up ft. Mistah Fab (w/ ...

Verse 1 Grouch]
Well now they be claiming friend but they aint happy for me/
Seems more like a competition where you act like youre pleased/
Because everybodys missions to position themselves/
And build up a large supply of my personal wealth/
And if you see success you know that people will talk/
And yes, we all are equal and my ego aint lost either/
But Im neither stuck nor winning cause of this skin tone/
I made a buck off penning intelligent poems/
And if you think its all a fluke, go on and do you/
I hope the people feel youre fresh as much as you do/
But if it isnt working out just how you planned it/
Maybe youre the one who doesnt understand it/

[Verse 2 Mistah F.A.B.]
I thank god that Im blessed with the gift/
But all that really means is that Im stressed with the curse/
The better it gets, this mess gets worse/
My head I lift for those dead in the dirt/
The dead I miss until my head it hurts/
My mother rock this before she head out to work/
I sit and reminisce of homies dead on my shirt/
I wish I could shift like the axis on the Earth/
And get away from this nonsense on the turf/
But lifes got a twist like a football Nerf/
In the middle of the mist close friends got murked/
With the fiddle of a wrist other friends got worked/
Some shit will make you sick so what is it all worth?/
Man a symbol of a fist is for why we all search/
Black power, white power, brown power, it will work/
But power dont exist at the bottom since birth/
We gotta get chips, show the world what were worth/
You can talk with your lips but you must listen first/

[Verse 3 Eligh]
We gotta come up like CVE/
On MTV/
Not really my seed/
Some E-Y-Es gotta see G&E in the flesh/
The decree to impede to the surface/
To purchase a home is a dream that I need/
Hold me back never that/
No soul no man could ever sever/
We lack for making the weather better/
Sunshine make it on mine to the feather/
One time cant arrest my development/
Into the sea just wanna be free do me/
Wont hate on another mans cape/
Thats not my fate/
Ill get my taste just wait/
Patience is not my best suit/
Yet Im not here to impress you/
Just brush em off when they test you/
Bless you/